I’ll Be There

I’ll be there, I’ll endure what may come
Remain faithful in me and I’ll make it to your kingdom
I know some of my choices are wrong
  and sometimes my words may hurt
Can’t live a life without sin
  and to be good takes work

I’ll have a purpose, I’ll determine my destiny
Open closed doors and lay down steps before me
May question my meaning in this life
  and doubt when I know I should go
Won’t always be for sure
  and will falter along this narrow road

I’ll keep my head up, won’t give place to the devil
Keep your hands on me and I’ll reach that higher level
I know I want to be rich
  and famous among all mankind
Sacrifice all of that glory
  to keep the way you Love on my mind

I’ll be there,
while I anxiously await your return
I’ll continue to learn, you’ll stay my concern,
and no matter where I am, I know one day
I’ll be there

Broken Soul: A View on 3-D

The Universe will have restored Love to the people,
who will realize, actualize, and energize their Spirits,
putting comfort and strength back into our hearts
to mend all of our broken souls
and give us the dawn of a
new experience

I wrote Broken Soul back in July of this year 2007. I started with the first two stanzas, and put it away. As I was making music one day, what I had written came to my mind and I started reading the words over the music and the two just fit together. I kept reading the words to the music and worked it out. I just knew I had to finish writing the piece. It took me about a half-hour to write it all out. But, there’s so much more to this story…

This has been the biggest, most important spiritually awakening year of my life. But, more information only leads to more questions. Many of my life questions have been answered and many aspects have been brought into a unique, though alienating, perspective. Funny sometimes, when death taints your life, how you quickly come head on with all of your personally unresolved issues and unanswered questions. You are immediately forced to make lighting fast decisions, cut through the bull****, accept the realness of situations, and be firm in your actions. The older you are, the less tolerant you become with uneasiness because you are keenly aware that time is still going forward… with you or without you.

Bottomline, everything I’ve been told to “believe” in or have accepted on “faith” has been challenged to a outstandingly great degree. Listen, all the things I thought I knew I had answers for have all been turned upside down.

    I feel like I was spiritually led to discover information that has been so hard to accept. But, it has opened my spiritual eyes wide to understanding our existence on this 3rd dimension.

I don’t have anwsers, I have possiblities. I don’t have judgements, I have understanding. I don’t have faith, I have knowledge. I don’t have to believe, because my Spirit shows me everyday that I am Loved, that I am cared for, and that I am living my experience.

I could write a book explaining the deep inspiration behind this piece. Though I can intelligently explain everything I’ve written in this piece, I do not know that I am ready for the backlash from the readers. What I’m talking about goes beyond a David and Goliath story. I could trigger all kinds of warning alerts and alarms from explaining this piece in detail.

As if the very words weren’t enough already to turn some heads sideways, by writing about the experience of this piece could certainly serve to alienate me even more.

What I can tell you is that these days, the greater population of individuals in this world have been and are being pulled further and further away from their spiritual centers. I do think this is by design, yet very much out of our control. The contradictions, the confusion, the unjustice, the uncompassion are so embedded in our soceities and existence that we never need to question where it all comes from and why it is. We just accept it.

I do know that Love is Energetic-motion that vibrates through us all. Love is not doubled-sided. Love and hate (light and dark) can not, will not, has not ever existed in the same space. Yet, they are somehow twisted, braided within the realm of religion and government, in this 3rd dimension. Have you ever honestly thought, how could God’s Spirit Love and Hate at the same time? Are you really allowing yourself to think that could be a contradiction or are you saying that it is absolutely so because that’s what you’ve been taught since you could remember?

If you take away money supply, wouldn’t we still have our Spirits? Take away sin wouldn’t we still have our spirits?

I’m not saying I have the answers, just possiblities.

I know that if I can be open to discovering the information that leads to my on-going spiritual awakening and recover in confidence from what I find, then everyone else can and will too. Once our collective desire to spiritually awaken ourselves happens, then the time will be upon us to shift the totality of all our experience. That is when we will reclaim our spiritual connectedness and overcome these obstacles and ills of societies. With the help of Universal Love we can and will chase away the darkness, so that we suffer no more.

Thank you for reading! As always take what you will, and leave the rest to be still.

(Comments are always welcome!)

Scars

One day, a while ago, a child was born just like any other
but the complication of the situation, made him like no other

Twice blessed…
Once to be given life, another to live life…
Yet, cursed to survive

I was born and the Angels rushed to put me back together
but I still have scars
What’s wrong with my baby? Bless my mama and my father
they still have scars

Have you ever met a man too afraid to fall in love
because the scars won’t disappear
What’s life without someone special to be thinking of
not just the scars that are always here

So I let the scars define me as different
created this time on a notion heaven sent
We’re all special, but I’ll tell them the difference
in a world so hard to handle, I make perfect sense…
once they look past the scars

I didn’t grow up
to be air-brushed in a magazine
I don’t know who they are
Just fighting with rage against the machine
I don’t care who they are

Kids are influenced by everything they see
thinking that’s how they are supposed to be
Mamas and papas teach your babies minds to be free
that’s how they’re supposed to be

That’s why I let the scars define me as different,
a beautiful gold-mine never spent
We’re all special, but I’ll show them the difference
in a world so hard to handle, I make perfect sense…

I’m just a man making his dreams real, so I pay attention to how I make others feel
Can’t fit into your Squares, too big for your Holes
Just want to love and be loved, so I bare my soul
Not always an easy task, but Father said keep trying
so I put on my mask for you to see my heart’s not lying

Now raise your hands to the sky so Father will rescue you
He gave me the scars to prove His love is true
We’re all on the same boat and it’s going down fast,
people need love because the material things won’t last

So don’t feel sorry for me, I’m the one born with the scars
And, I live my life in honesty

Broken Soul

Life all makes sense to me now
all of my troubles and obstacles
designed by a few elite a**holes
who hold the key to my broken soul

When I allowed myself to see the truth of this age
I see how you manipulate my mind, and
disregard my life like you erase the letters off a written page

The disease of your power
infiltrates the actions of the ignorant;
the impact of your lust and greed makes
confusion and hatred run rampant

Your imprint of deception, lies, and falsehoods
from the will of your dark hearts that are so cold
has left me torn, searching for what could
mend my broken soul

My broken soul has no place to go
can’t change what I now know,
my broken soul

Travesties beset by your government
in the name of justice
for civil liberties that you have pulled out from under our feet
to increase control over us

Your twisted religions
made of wicked devices named belief and faith,
the amble to chaos and confusion,
so we never find the truth that awaits
us all

Your colorblind, modern day slavery
bound by the lines of federal money supply
driven by incurable, massive debt societies
of central banks, interest rates, taxes, and empty treasury

Your imprint of deception, lies, and falsehoods
from the will of dark hearts, so cold
has left me crying for what could
mend my broken soul

By the end of this age
as the man with the bucket of water arrives
your rule, your rage
will meet its demise

When people stop believing, stop having faith
and start to realize and trust, that which they already know
your power will be useless
and you will be overthrown

When your wretched tools of mass media hysteria
and the solemn impact of your crippling wars
all turn against you

the sleeping Spirits will have awaken
anxious to return you back to the darkness from which you came

The Universe will have restored Love to the people,
who will realize, actualize, and energize their Spirits,
putting comfort and strength back into our hearts
to mend all of our broken souls
and give us the dawn of a
new experience